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When Love Is Lost

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When love is lost, the day sets towards the night,     Albeit the morning sun may still be bright,     And not one cloud-ship sails across the sky.     Yet from the places where it used to lie     Gone is the lustrous glory of the light.     No splendour rests in any mountain height,     No scene spreads fair and beauteous to the sight;     All, all seems dull and dreary to the eye          When love is lost.     Love lends to life its grandeur and its might;     Love goes, and leaves behind it gloom and blight;     Like ghosts of time the pallid hours drag by,     And grief's one happy thought is that we die.     Ah, what can recompense us for its flight          When love is lost?

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